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Ma Sufen stared at Shen Baolan who was kneeling upright in front of her, dumbfounded, with her mouth open enough to stuff an egg.

"Mom, I know I was wrong. It was because I couldn't turn my head around and was confused. But now I think about it. Shuhuan and I are still young, and we will have children in the future. When I get my body back, I will give it to you." You gave birth to a big fat grandson, and he and I will be filial to you in the future, and let you live in your old age, Mom, please forgive me."

Sitting on the sofa, Ma Sufen cast her gaze towards the kitchen from time to time, muttering inwardly.

Could it be that this little whore is offended?

After thinking about it, she always felt that her daughter-in-law was too weird today, so she couldn't help but pick up the phone and call her son, telling him to go home early after get off work, and to tell him something.

Zhou Shuhuan who received the call thought that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were having trouble at home again, so he just found a reason for being late and hung up the phone.

-

There were many parents picking up their children from school at the entrance of the kindergarten, but Pei Ziheng found Shen Mingzhu in the crowd at a glance, and took the initiative to walk towards her.

On the contrary, Shen Mingzhu didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't recover until her hand was held by Pei Ziheng.

"Son, your dad is gone."

No wonder she looks like Yazi in a bad mood.

"Oh."

Shen Mingzhu was quite surprised by her son's plainness, "Aren't you sad that your father is gone?"

Pei Ziheng raised his pretty face with a confused expression, "He's just gone, not dead, why should I be sad?"

"..."

Shen Ming couldn't help muttering: "He's gone, it's almost as if he's dead."

Pei Ziheng didn't make a sound, but looked at Shen Mingzhu thoughtfully.

At the meeting last year, she was worried that his father would die. At that time, he wondered if she had foreseen something. Until a few days ago, she took the initiative to confess the origin. He was almost sure that she must have known it through some way. Some possible future events, including Dad's death.

But looking at her now, she doesn't seem to know that her father has escaped death?

Should he tell her?

How to tell her again?

-

"Dad, you're back. Tea has been brewed for you on the table. You can drink it while it's hot. I'll go cook right away, and I'll be able to eat in a while."

Zhou Quanxiong stared at his attentive daughter-in-law as if he didn't recognize her.

After Shen Baolan went to the kitchen, he hurriedly pulled his wife and muttered, "What's wrong with her?"

After a day of digestion, Ma Sufen became much calmer in the face of Shen Baolan's changes.

"It's crazy."

Zhou Quanxiong picked up the teacup, stared at Shen Baolan who was busy in the kitchen, and brought the cup to his mouth. The boiling tea accidentally scalded his mouth, causing his teeth to crack.

while eating.

Not only did Shen Baolan graciously help the old couple to scoop up rice and soup, but she also took the rice bowl to feed her stepson Zhou Hao, but Zhou Hao was used to eating by himself and refused to let her feed him, so Shen Baolan had to give up.

While eating, Shen Baolan's mouth was not idle, while talking to her mother-in-law about Pei Yang's departure, her tone couldn't stop gloating.

"With Pei Yang leaving, Shen Mingzhu will have no hope in this life."

Ma Sufen still had lingering fears about Shen Mingzhu's tantrum, and her son didn't like her gossip about Pei Yang, so she didn't answer.

On the contrary, Zhou Quanxiong, who was less talkative, answered a few words, "There was an accident with a boat in the unit, and Pei Yang should have gone to see the situation."

Shen Baolan only cared about whether Pei Yang would die, "Will Pei Yang go to sea this time?"

"Not good."

Shen Baolan was a little disappointed, and couldn't help praying silently in her heart: go to sea, go to sea tomorrow, it's better to die at sea and don't come back!
As long as Pei Yang's death proves that the dream is real, then her man will definitely become a multi-millionaire, and she will become a rich wife!

In the evening, when Zhou Shuhuan came home, he not only enjoyed the treatment of Shen Baolan helping wash his feet, but even on the bed, Shen Baolan helped him massage his shoulders, waist and back.

Although Zhou Shuhuan was puzzled, he did not refuse.

Compared with her in-laws and stepson, her husband is the one she wants to please more.

Thinking of this, Shen Baolan massaged extra vigorously, while telling Zhou Shuhuan about Pei Yang's departure as gossip.

Hearing that Pei Yang had left, Zhou Shuhuan's first thought was Shen Mingzhu.

After Pei Yang left for several months, her life might be difficult again.

Just as he was thinking, humming suddenly came from behind him.

Zhou Shuhuan turned his head, stared at Shen Baolan's gloating face, and said coldly, "Pei Yang is gone, what are you happy about?"

Just don't see Shen Mingzhu like that, okay?
Shen Baolan didn't know her husband's true thoughts, and said happily: "Before my child was lost, Shen Mingzhu must have watched my jokes behind my back. Now that her man is gone, I see how she still looks."

What I lost was only an unborn son, but what Shen Mingzhu lost was a man.

When Pei Yang died, Shen Mingzhu would have no hope in this life, so she could only carry an oil bottle with her in bitterness, and wait until the oil ran out and the lamp died.

The more Shen Baolan thought about it, the more beautiful she became, and she wished to set off two strings of firecrackers to celebrate. She was immersed in fantasy, but she didn't notice how cold and disgusted her husband looked at her.

-

The next day, Shen Mingzhu sent Pei Ziheng to the kindergarten as usual, and bumped into Shen Baolan not far from the unit building.

Seeing Shen Baolan's meanness wanting to get close to her, Shen Mingzhu directly cast a cold glance over her.

"Shen Baolan, I'm in a bad mood today, you'd better not provoke me, otherwise I will let you know how you regret the two."

Shen Baolan was a little frightened by Shen Mingzhu's aura, and led Zhou Hao away resentfully, but secretly laughed in her heart.

Shen Mingzhu, Shen Mingzhu, when the news of Pei Yang's death comes back, you will become a widow. I'll wait to see how you cry!
-

After sending Pei Ziheng home, Shen Mingzhu received a call from Pei Yang.

Hearing the man's familiar deep voice on the phone, Shen Mingzhu's eyes were inexplicably sour.

It was only at this moment that she realized that she wanted him to be safe and alive more than she imagined.

"Mingzhu, I'm leaving soon. The unit has formed a rescue team, and I'll be the deputy captain. In half an hour, I will set off with the team to the wrecked sea area to participate in the search and rescue work."

The moment the man's voice fell, Shen Mingzhu's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Mingzhu, can you talk to me? I want to hear your voice."

After a long silence, a man's gentle voice came from the microphone.

Shen Mingzhu wiped away the tears on her face, trying to make her voice sound calm, "Pei Yang, if you die, I will take Ziheng to remarry and let Ziheng call someone else's father."

There was some heavy breathing from the man on the other end of the phone, "...Okay. If I really die, you can find a man you like and live a good life with him. Mingzhu, if I really can't come back, I won't I hope you will watch over me, I hope you will be happy and happy for the rest of your life without any grievances."

The moment she hung up the phone, Shen Mingzhu burst into tears.

She regretted it, regretted that she didn't cook rice while the man was at home.

What a good opportunity to leave the father and keep the son, and she wasted it just like that.

Woo woo woo.